"B-But... but we'ven't done anythin'
fuuuuuuuuuuuuuun," Kora pouted. He slapped his face to sober up a bit, shaking the drunkenness away for the time being. This wasn't new to him, quickly sobering up to function debatably better for a short time. As long as he got that drunk back before he could feel the air around him, Kora wouldn't hit a premature hangover.
"Thank you, Polteageist," Kora said, placing Lance in the safety of his mane and grabbing the left over cake and Whiskeys. "It was really fun being here, sorry for all the drunk... us-ness, have a good night!" he gave a grateful nod, then sped out the door.
As fun as it would've been to be drunk in the store, being drunk
at home was probably a whole lot funner.